A new academic session began on 14th
January, 2014 for the student of Kingdom Glorious College. The grasses had all been laid to rest and the bougainvilles radiated the beauty of the sun. All desk at the brink of collapse was replaced by newer ones. During the first day of the school session, it is a normal behaviour to find the student walking gallantly and proud of their neat uniforms. Some will even go to the extent of adding *starch to make it look well straightened out when ironed.
"Hey! Tarila," said a young fellow whose head is as large as Mount Everest and with eyes covered in the bush of eye lashes. Sometimes a microscope would be needed to view those eye balls. "Holla! Kayode," how was your holiday? Said Tarila, a young lad of about seventeen years old with dimples. His hair was always properly combed and uniform tucked in; dark brown in complexion and among the monsters of high intelligence with four eyes. Those spectacles weren’t for fashion purpose. He became a citizen of four eyes while at Junior high school 2, it was an experience no one will choose to go through. Tarila was the teachers favourite and loved by all including the junior students but unfortunately born without a silver spoon. "It was awesome. I had the opportunity to travel to Abuja with my family. It was a nice experience and yours?" William who knew how tough it has been throughout the holiday period, bowed his head as he spoke in a mellow tune. "Well, Kayode mine was also good. I had the opportunity to learn an entrepreneur skill in a mechanic shop because as you know the government can’t be able to employ everyone after graduation. And I was…"gringiri gringiri
gringiri was the sound of the ancient bell summoning all students to the assembly hall.
"This is the beginning of a new academic session and term in your academic life, said Mr. Timipre who was the principal and Mathematics teacher of the SHS 3 students. A man of strict discipline, 5.5 ft. in height and with a set of spectacles which hung on the tip of his nose. You mustn’t allow yourself to be corrupted by the growing evil vices of the society he said as he walks to and fro the podium. Be mindful of those you choose as friends and study hard and smart; if you’re repeating a class, you must buckle up or as you know that if you fail again you’ll be sent packing. And now I’ll list the names of your prefects for the session he thundered while looking at the faces of the students who couldn't wait to get over the line. You must obey them and if anyone of you disobeys any of these, that imply that you’ve disobeyed me and that’s liable to punishment" Mr. Timipre thundered again but this time with a thick Baritone’s voice.
"Nwafor William!!! Will be your senior prefect; Ekwueme Favour- Deputy senior prefect." There were loud applauses and jubilation in the hall as the Principal calls out the name of the prefects. After the end of the morning devotion, each student marched into their various classes singing:
‘When you come to collect your people
Rememberme O! Lord, remember O! Lord
When you come to collect your people
Remember me O! Lord, remember me O! Lord’
"You're all welcome back to school. And I do hope that this sect will be the best class I've ever met in my history of teaching as it houses the most brilliant students, as said by your previous class teacher?" Said Mr. One strike as he is popularly called. He inherited that name from his previous students because of his show of cruelty, strictness and most importantly because his head is actually looking like a mirror in its glory and moreover his shiny head can be used to view one's face, as it shines due to the kernel oil that has been used to give it its radiating look but no student dare call him that in his presence. "Yes! Sir," was the usual student response," "I'll be your Physics teacher from now on. Your WASSCE is at hand as you know and that calls for diligence and seriousness on your part. Do you understand me," "Yes!
Sir," was the response again.
After frowning his face and giving out a wicked laugh, Mr. One strike wrote on the board
GENERAL PROPERTY OF FIELD.
"So who can state Sir Isaac Newton universal law also known as the law of gravitation as stated in 1666?" Mr. One strike with a stern look faced his audience expecting to get the worst response of silence. After much repetition of the question a light in complexion dwarf boy with head is as large as Olumo rock in fear raised his hand to his shoulder level. Mr. One strike noticing the phobia in him pointed to him to answer the question. "It states that if a body is partially or wholly immersed in water, it experiences an up thrust which is equal to the weight of the liquid displaced, " hahaha hahaha was the laughter that filled the air until Mr. One strike put an end to it while smiling himself. "That's Archimedes principle boy, don't conflict Newton and Archimedes,”said One strike. Some wanted to answer but were afraid of being mocked at and so they wallow in their phobia. Sir! Said a student with four eyes as he raises his hand. Noticing the boldness Mr. One strike said, "Okay, go on," still hoping to laugh again.
"According to Isaac Newton in 1666, the law of gravitation states that, the force of attraction between two given particles of masses, M and e is inversely proportional to the square of their distance, r, apart and directly proportional to the product of their masses"
With eyes wide open and mouth agape and hands placed on his cheek one strike stared at Tarila flabbergasted. "A round of applause for him everyone." From that day One strike noted than Tarila's name and his identity and his superb intelligence. "Hello Tarila!
How were you able to answer that?" Asked Chinwendu who was also a member of the four eyes club and among the so called intelligence sect. Her light complexion and dimples gives her a pleasing look and stunning beauty but her nerd attitude scares her male counterparts from asking her out for a date. Tarila who was shocked by the question answered, saying, "I don't know, I just knew it," really? Asked Chinwendu who was still inquisitive to know the how. Yeah! I just knew it it's all in the physics text and I once saw it while studying P.N Okeke’s senior secondary physics". "Wow! That's cool" Bye! Was the response as the both party departs for home.
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General FictionABOUT THE BOOK Tarila a teen of 17, bright in academics, loved and cherished by all including his teachers but unluckily born into a family of ill luck. With his father being fired from his place of work which always resulted to a constant WrestleMa...
